Speaking of Song Si, Xiao Yao's face changed into an unconcealed smile, "He got along well with his colleagues, and the Minister of Revenue did not make things difficult for him."

Song Wanyue nodded.

Xiao Yao then remembered to ask her, "Why are you here at this time? Is there something wrong with the family? Are you the only one?"

Song Wanyue sighed.

Xiao Yaoxin mentioned, "What's really wrong at home?"

"There's nothing, but-"

Song Wanyue deliberately lengthened her tone and looked at her with a hint, "Grandma wants to marry her granddaughter-in-law into the house as soon as possible! As soon as she finished her work, she brought my parents over, saying that she wanted to discuss with Sister Yao's family, can you and my elder brother get married as soon as possible?"

Xiao Yaoteng blushed.

Song Wanyue could see clearly and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Yao glared at her with anger, and she couldn't help laughing. After laughing, she picked up the teacup and drank a few sips of tea, and asked about her family's situation. When she heard that Song Wanyue built dozens of workshops and opened a restaurant, she was full of admiration.

With just this pastry shop, she felt that it took up all her time. She didn't know where Yue'er got her energy and could open so many workshops.

An hour later, Xu Liang came over and said that the place had been settled there.

Song Wanyue stood up, looked at the sky outside, and said to Xiao Yao, "I'll go check out the door, it will take about half an hour to come again. If the eldest brother comes back, please let him wait for me."

Xiao Yao replied.

Song Wanyue did not ask her to send her off, and she came out with Xu Liang to the carriage. She came to the door of the house here, picked up the silver needle placed on the carriage, and went into the house.

The yard has been cleaned up. Although it is not as good as the two she bought, it is much better than the ones she lives in.

There were also charcoal basins in the house. Perhaps because of the warmth, Ang Lee's face was no longer so pale.

Wen sat in front of the bed, heard the movement and hurriedly got up, "Song, Miss Song."

Ang Lee also struggled to sit up, but was stopped by Song Wanyue, "Don't move around."

Ang Lee was obedient and did not move anymore, and his eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you Miss Song."

He just asked Xu Liang that the house was not the old man, but the girl Song. Although her wife did not directly harm Xu back then, she did not inform her after knowing it. Moreover, she had also planned to plot against Song Si. If it was put on others, it would be better not to mention helping her at this time. Song Wanyue was generous and did not care about them. Even many men could not compare with her.

Song Wanyue sat down on the round stool that Wen had just sat down and signaled Xu Liang to bring a small table. She put the silver needle on it and opened the needle cover. "You don't have to worry about the simple things. I'll give you an injection first. It hurts a little, so you have to endure it."

It wasn't the pain when the needle was used, it was because the blood on Ang Lee's wound was already blocked, so she had to use a silver needle to pull it away.

"Just do it, I can stand it."

During the days when he fell, he was so painful that he couldn't sleep at night, but he never said anything.

Song Wanyue lifted the quilt, untie the gauze wrapped around his legs, pulled out a silver needle, and stabbed it in the swollen place of his left leg.

Ang Lee subconsciously shivered in pain and clenched his teeth.

Wen felt distressed when he saw it, and couldn't help but turn red. He carefully walked around Song Wanyue, walked to the head of the bed, took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from the pain on his forehead.

Song Wan's needle was very slow. After she finished all the silver needles, sweat also appeared on her forehead. As soon as she sat up straight, a handkerchief was handed to her, Xu Ling'er's voice also sounded, "Wipe."

Song Wanyue took the veil without any hesitation. Xu Ling'er turned around and poured a glass of water by the table. She waited for Song Wanyue to wipe her sweat and handed it to her.

Song Wanyue was not polite either, so she took it and took a few sips.

Xu Ling'er saw it, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "Are you tired? My house is also cleaned up. I'll take you to rest."

Song Wanyue glanced at her, then stood up, and did not put down the water cup, and directly followed her.

After entering the house, Xu Ling'er lowered her head and twisted her handkerchief, "Thank you."

"Not for you."

Song Wanyue said frankly.

"I know, but I still want to thank you..." When he said this, Xu Ling'er's eyes turned red. She used to live in the Xu Mansion, and everyone outside looked at her. No matter where she went, as long as she spoke this surname, she would be respected by people. Those noble ladies from high-ranking families also posted posts from time to time to invite her to play in the mansion. But since they were driven out of the Xu Mansion, those people would like to spit on the road when they met, especially since Xu was killed by her uncle and grandfather, she didn't even dare to go to the street and hid in the house all day long.

Now she regrets it, she regrets that she shouldn't have the same thoughts at the beginning. She grew up next to the old man. The old man would not ignore her marriage. She couldn't figure it out and ended up at this point today.

"I didn't expect you to not agree to be a concubine."

Song Wanyue said bluntly again.

She really didn't expect that the Li family is so desolate now that they can be considered desperate. Although Zheng Fan's reputation sounds bad, Xu Ling'er is just a little shorter than the wife of the family. With their current situation, there is no better choice than this.

Xu Ling'er bit her lip and looked up at her, "I am better than my ancestors... Although the old man was driven out of the Xu family by him, if I was a concubine for someone, it would also defam him. Moreover, he taught me that I would rather be a poor wife than a noble concubine, even if I were a noble concubine."

Song Wanyue raised her eyebrows.

Xu Ling'er could see clearly, thinking she didn't believe it, and said anxiously, "What I said is true, I..."

"I believe in you."

Xu Ling'er was stunned.

Song Wanyue slowly took a sip of water, "To be honest, I helped you because you were with your great-grandfather."

Xu Ling'er's eyes turned red again.

Song Wanyue pretended not to see it, "You are now at the end of your life. Have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"

Xu Ling'er shook her head. She called Song Wanyue over to ask her what should they do in the future? They can avoid Anguo Hou's Mansion for a while, but not for a lifetime. And his father, although he didn't tell her on weekdays, she could see that he was extremely excluded by his colleagues. This time he hurt his leg, but he might be injured somewhere next time. As Song Wanyue said, they were at the end of their lives. If something happened to her father, their family would really not be able to survive.

"You, do you have any solutions?"

Song Wanyue slowly drank a few sips of tea, "There is one way."

"you say."

"If you ask your father to quit the work department, your family will leave the capital."

Xu Ling'er stood up, "This, this is impossible!"
Chapter completed!